Thursday, September 21, 2006

213. Endless - Muriel Rukeyser

.Under the tall black sky you look out of your bodylit my a white flare of the time between usyour body with its touch its weight smelling of new woodas on the day the news of battle reached usfalls beside the endless riverflowing to the endless seawhose waves come to this shore a world away.

Your body of new wood you eyes alive barkbrown of treetrunksthe leaves and flowers of trees stars all caught in crown of treesyour life gone down, broken into endless earthno longer a world away but under my feet and everywhereI look down at the one earth under me,through to you and all the fallenthe broken and their children born and unbornof the endless war.